Out of the Deep I Cry: A Clare Fergusson and Russ Van Alstyne MysterySt. Martin's Publishing Group, 1 d’abr. 2007 - 336 pàgines Award winning author Julia Spencer-Fleming does it again in this third mystery featuring Rev. Clare Fergusson and Sheriff Russ Van Alstyne in the small town of Millers Kill, N.Y. As the small town's gossip increasingly speculates about the Rev.'s ambigous relationship with the married Sheriff, a more urgent problem is the disappearance of the doctor of Millers Kill's free clinic, a town institution with roots in events from the 20s and 30s. Digging into the roots of these disturbing happenings, Russ and Clare find that painful events from the town's past can still roil the peace of Millers Kill. |
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Pàgina
... kill herself?” The chief stopped smiling. “I'm going to call that an accident. She's an old woman, working out in the sun, getting up and down . . . it's natural she became disoriented. Her daughter and son-in-law moved back to the area ...
... kill herself?” The chief stopped smiling. “I'm going to call that an accident. She's an old woman, working out in the sun, getting up and down . . . it's natural she became disoriented. Her daughter and son-in-law moved back to the area ...
Pàgina 6
... Kill passed in silence . Russ was concentrating on driving as fast as he could . Shaun was tense , hissing between ... killed the engine . Shaun looked at him . " Well ? " he said . " Let's get her in there . " Russ forced himself to ...
... Kill passed in silence . Russ was concentrating on driving as fast as he could . Shaun was tense , hissing between ... killed the engine . Shaun looked at him . " Well ? " he said . " Let's get her in there . " Russ forced himself to ...
Pàgina 11
... kill herself ? " The chief stopped smiling . " I'm going to call that an acci- dent . She's an old woman , working out in the sun , getting up and down ... it's natural she became disoriented . Her daugh- ter and son - in - law moved ...
... kill herself ? " The chief stopped smiling . " I'm going to call that an acci- dent . She's an old woman , working out in the sun , getting up and down ... it's natural she became disoriented . Her daugh- ter and son - in - law moved ...
Pàgina 13
... Kill , diocese of Albany , spread her arms in an old gesture of welcome . Her chasuble , dark purple embroidered with gold , opened like penitential wings . " I invite you , therefore , in the name of the Church , to the observance of a ...
... Kill , diocese of Albany , spread her arms in an old gesture of welcome . Her chasuble , dark purple embroidered with gold , opened like penitential wings . " I invite you , therefore , in the name of the Church , to the observance of a ...
Pàgina 17
... Kill's chief of police dipped a steak fry into a paper tub of ketchup and popped it into his mouth . Clare leaned back against the crimson vinyl seat and looked out the wide window of the Kreemy Kakes Diner . Icy rain splattered the ...
... Kill's chief of police dipped a steak fry into a paper tub of ketchup and popped it into his mouth . Clare leaned back against the crimson vinyl seat and looked out the wide window of the Kreemy Kakes Diner . Icy rain splattered the ...
Continguts
XXV | 193 |
XXVI | 201 |
XXVII | 211 |
XXIX | 220 |
XXX | 231 |
XXXI | 243 |
XXXII | 252 |
XXXIII | 261 |
X | 80 |
XI | 90 |
XIII | 96 |
XIV | 106 |
XV | 112 |
XVI | 117 |
XVII | 130 |
XVIII | 139 |
XIX | 146 |
XX | 157 |
XXI | 168 |
XXII | 176 |
XXIII | 182 |
XXIV | 188 |
XXXIV | 274 |
XXXV | 288 |
XXXVI | 298 |
XXXVII | 305 |
XXXVIII | 317 |
XL | 326 |
XLI | 342 |
XLII | 357 |
XLIII | 364 |
XLIV | 372 |
XLV | 379 |
XLVI | 384 |
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Out of the Deep I Cry: A Clare Fergusson and Russ Van Alstyne Mystery Julia Spencer-Fleming Previsualització limitada - 2005 |
Out of the Deep I Cry: A Clare Fergusson and Russ Van Alstyne Mystery Julia Spencer-Fleming Previsualització limitada - 2004 |
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